Monday, January 18, 2010

Dear Friend


Dear Friend,
I looked at your blog. It looks like your having a ball, all that partying, babes etc. As it's Summer and I have not much to do, I was wandering if your could please invite me to the next party etc. or Summer fun thing. If not that's ok, the tennis starts at Rod Laver soon and that should keep me pretty busy. I'm thinking of getting a 'flat screen' to watch it.
Yours
In the burbs with no air con.



(image Nathan Mabry -tootin my own horn)

summer lovin' had me a blast



cockatoo's might be monogamous but maybe not king parrots. Caught Rice, sharing his oats with this gorgeous queen.

because her beauty is raw and wild





I woke early for morning horse sermon. I stood at the fence a while before she slowly walked over to me. She said -chew your food slowly like this. And I watched her massive jaw muscles work as she nibbled around her feet. Keep your diet simple and fresh. She said - don't get too bothered by the flies in your eyes and all over your precious body. And I watched as she gently shrugged and the flies jumped off.
I ripped up some fresh grass from my side of the fence and gave it to her. She showed great appreciation.
As I was leaving she called to me from the middle of the paddock and said I have one more lesson for you- share your paddock with the the original inhabitants of this land.
Jeez she left me thinkin'

Sunday, January 17, 2010


VINGT CULTURE Musée d'Orsay Art Nouveau

Sunday, January 10, 2010


Dear Bono
I wake depressed each morning, I don't know for how long
the drain of the mundane
its time to do something
book some tickets to something
see something, walk somewhere
Yours
Hot and bothered fan.

Dear Fan
'you've got your self stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it'-the Bono
I felt like that one morning so I invented the 'MY DAD ROCKS' t-shirt
Yours
the Bone

Saturday, January 2, 2010

poem for the city by a kangaroo


why would I go back there
full of cunts, cunts getting fired, trying to sell me shit
looking for work, climbing the ladder, fuck that
out here I've got a sweet patch of grass
the sun calls me to rise each morning
the cockatoos are always up for a chat
everything I want and nothing I need, fuck that
have your google earth, I've got the earth between my toes
come visit sometime, the freeway takes you all the way here now
plenty of service stations along the way and Bunnings warehouses, fuck that

(thanks Hugh for the first couple lines)

Happy New Years







look after the little fellas this year